
This trip I rode my pink bike and my husband rode the cargo bike. I mean it's father's day he should drive the minivan in honor. We rode MLK out and we just made it to the upper drive before it reopened to car traffic at noon. Meaning we had four car lanes of recreation use all the way to the art museum. Literally the cop was closing the park gate as we zoomed through. We would have made it quicker, but I had to adjust my skirt and M wanted a drink!


We hopped back on the bikes to bike a whole four blocks to the park. We got there and were surprised by the lack of bike racks. Four u shaped racks on the backside of the building was all I saw, maybe there was more on the North side? We treated our bikes like a stroller and left them on the grass while the little guy played in the sprinkle fountain.


By the time he was freezing we had to force him away from the water, dry him up and change his clothes. We set up a picnic blanket on the lawn and bought sandwiches from milk and honey subcafe located at the park. M warmed up and ran around. He was so excited to spot buses hustling around the parkway and Logan Circle.

Before long we decided to hit the bike path and head home. We rode down the parkway and decided to take the east side of the river, Kelly Drive back. My husband always thinks this is a 2 mile ride because there is no stopping and it is so peaceful especially on a Sunday afternoon when it's less busy. We love our "country" ride back to our home at the other base of the trail. The river and tree lines are beautiful. In all honesty the ride is about 7.5 miles but does feel quick and peaceful.
M napped the ride home. The sleep roll for the yepp didn't really work. He snuggled up on my h's arm instead. Overall I think that a bike ride sleep is the best way to say happy father's day.
Happy Father's Day to all the bike families!
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